A Visit from Daddy
Chapter 6
February 8, 2005
Dearest Mommy
I am mortified by what the doctors are telling me concerning your
situation, withdrawal symptoms indeed! How can that be? Personally I think you
are up to your old tricks, and have managed to manipulate those caring for you
these days into gratifying that unholy desire that possesses you concerning your
weight. So, they are now restricting your food intake to one tenth what it had
been before you concocted this fairy tale about suffering deleterious effects
from being deprived of the magic potion issuing from daddy. As the old adage
says, you have made your bed and now you must lie in it.
From the looks of your vulva you aren't the only one lying in your bed
these days. I am appalled to hear from your caregivers that they are now finding
large amounts of semen within your vagina every morning despite having your room
under surveillance during the night and early morning hours. I am also informed
that your external sex organs show evidence of having been inordinately
stimulated and abused by the insertion of large objects into your vagina.
Mother, how could you? I cannot accept the fact that my own mother, my dearest
mommy, my confidant, friend and lover, all in one, has lowered herself to be
like those others who allow the male species to have access to their most secret
places.
We will speak more on this subject of your withdrawal pains, but only
after I have had an opportunity to discuss this matter in great detail with
those responsible for your care. Be advised that my recommendations shall have
significant weight, since as your executor I am now responsible for your
financial obligations. But enough of such crass considerations, let me continue
the story of the strange and sometimes wonderful changes that have taken place
at my home in the past month or so.
Daddy ingested so much of his spendings that it began to have an effect
on his internal organs as well. However as his physique began to change, it also
became leaner and decidedly more youthful. Mistress Monica, who among us
probably understood the most about the changes caused by daddy's continuous
discharge, began to become concerned by the physical changes that were taking
place. She feared that unless they were checked, he might regress to a state
where he would be unable to provide us with that mysterious fluid that
definitely was restoring our youth. That is why you were receiving some of that
magic fluid, Monica had convinced us that making daddy ingest such massive
quantities would ultimately spell disaster for our supply of this material.
Monica had also looked into the matter of somehow storing the fluid for
future use, but all her efforts had failed. It seems that there was something in
the material that caused it to lose its potency within days of being collected
despite her best efforts to prevent this. We owe a debt to Jennifer for
developing a simple test that could evaluate his offering. If you recall, it was
she who made the original observations about the change in her skin from coming
in contact with the fluid. We began using slave Bonnie as our test bed and she
proved to be a most accurate forecaster.
We began to see another change in daddy, that monstrous appendage was
beginning to become smaller. Be advised that "smaller" to daddy is still
enormous in the world of men. Currently he measures approximately 30 cm in
length and the girth has also been reduced proportionately to just over 30 cm,
thus making it still most formidable, but now something that can be considered
for certain activities. I do believe you know of what I speak, considering your
strange behavior. Presently daddy is once more fully mobile and has developed
into something more graceful than the previous version which was quite brutish
in appearance and gait.
I will provide more about the startling metamorphosis of daddy in my
next missive. I am sure by the time you receieve it, all issues concerning your
recent aberrant behavior will have been satisfactorily resolved one way or
another.
February 14, 2005
Dearest Mommy
The mystery has been solved, how nice. To think that the head nurse
herself would be the culprit! I must give you credit for a very wise choice of
co-conspiritor. Who would have imagined that kindly old Nurse Divot would be
your procurer? Even I was taken by surprise when it was discovered that not only
were the orderlies involved, but also the night supervisor of security, who as
we now know was also the paramour of Nurse Divot. I find it fitting that the
head nurse has been demoted and required to take a reduction in salary as a
consequence of her actions. I am also amused to hear that she has been put in
charge of you personally with no questions asked as to what he choses to do to
you as compensation for her loss in position and salary.
Is there any truth to the hint from your personal physician that it
appears that nurse Divot is now making you available not only to the orderlies
but also a number of the younger nurses who feel in the need of your lingual
skills on occasion? Speaking as one who has enjoyed your skill in that fine art,
you have probably developed a loyal following, how quaint! I do however feel
that allowing nurse Divot to subject you to one of her special enemas every
night and then having you retain it while the orderlies have their way with you
for hours on end may be overdoing things just a bit.
However I find the pictures that have been provided to be most
entertaining. It's fairly apparent from the looks of your genitals that you have
been accommodating some heavy traffic in the vicinity of your vagina. I am told
that nurse Divot is seriously considering opening a second front for the
orderlies who have been complaining that your elasticity is significantly
diiminished after a few hours of use. That should be most entertaining for all
concerned and I look forward eagerly to the evidence that this has come to pass.
I do hope that your caretakers are making sure that you do not have an
unfortunate accident now that your ovaries are probably once more operational.
They do not take too kindly to being bathed daily in semen.
I will probably discuss the matter of having you retain those enemas for
such a lengthy period when the doctor and I have some free time that marches our
very busy schedules. These days this is a challenge for me as I must devote
myself to making sure that daddy is cared for properly.
On the subject of daddy I have some astounding news, slave Bonnie is in
the family way and daddy appears to have been responsible for this amazing
occurrence. Mistress Monica was initially quite distraught upon hearing of this,
but she has calmed down considerably and like the rest of us is now treating
this event as something of great significance. We are all of the opinion that
this choice by daddy was one of convenience and nothing more. Slave Bonnie also
happens to be one of his kind, but perhaps that is a misstatement of fact.
Formerly they were the same kind, but the change that has taken place in daddy
has elevated him considerably when compared to slave Bonnie. In fact it is
becoming very difficult to treat daddy as anything less than our equal. I know
this borders on sacrilege, but we all have begun to face up to what is becoming
our new reality.
To our collective amazement we discovered that daddy was capable of
speech. Until now I had always assumed he was a dumb brute as is slave Bonnie
who communicates only by means of grunts and something akin to a dog's bark. it
was Jennifer who learned of this first at one of their private sessions. I still
do not fully understand the relationship that developed between them, but it is
by far the strongest of all. I find myself becoming more and more jealous of the
special bond between those two.
However, be that as it may, she was the first of us to whom he
communicated. At first his words were hard to hear and even harder to understand
since his vocal cords had evidently atrophied and only now were redeveloping.
Mistress Monica has again taken the lead role in developing another facet of
daddy. Daddy's vocabulary is at resent approaching one thusand words,another
indication of his native intelligence which may or may not have existed before
the transformation.
Madga has taken the most antagonistic view of daddy's progress, and
yesterday she suffered the consequences. For no apparent reason she took offense
to something innocuous that involved daddy. Before we could stop her she grabbed
her cane and began to lay into daddy. We were in such a state of shock over her
behavior that we just sat there open-mouthed as she struck daddy twice about the
shoulders. Midway into her third stroke daddy yanked the cane from her hand and
broke it in two over his knee. Magda nearly fell to the floor and only daddy's
quick reaction prevented this from happening. At that moment something happened
between them and Magda fainted.
When we revived her she exhibited a look of fear on her face that none
of us had ever seen before. Since then she has avoided daddy as much as she can
without seeming to be impolite. We are all still trying to understand exactly
what transpired in that brief moment when daddy held her. Perhaps when next I
write there may be some new light to shed on this mystery. There is much more to
tell, but it will have to be held in abeyance until my next missive. I look
forward to hearing more from the staff concerning your progress.
Be advised that they know that your stay will be terminated within a
month since in my opinion the expense does not seem to be justified. Do not be
surprised if things do not go well for you as the staff is a bit upset about my
decision and will likely go out of their way to be sticklers for the rules and
regulations of their establishment. You will have to pay the piper for your
actions, there is nothing more to be said than that.
I have made arrangements with a charitable order of defrocked priests
and renegade nuns to take over your care in exchange for the right to
proselytize you in hopes that you will see the light. It is my understanding
that their methods involve a great deal of fasting and the infliction of
physical pain and suffering on the one to be converted. I am of the opinion that
you may thrive in such an environment.
